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WPP #1 — Said Mrs. Thomas McDonagh

Said Mrs. Thomas McDonagh Ears awake or drowned with sleep hear wailing Realize the voice I hear's my own grevious flame Bound with a rough rope of sorrow in the dark Round the clock dying, anchored in the dark You're beneath soil so far away, silently wailing Lost to smiles and hugs and home hearth's… Continue reading WPP #1 — Said Mrs. Thomas McDonagh